EvolutionKB
First Post
Valahad gives Glasur any help with steering or rowing that he needs. If not, the paladin stands near his allies, though his attention is on the shore, looking for threats.
Sheeva walks up to Faile at the railing. "We are dropping off one by one. First Lan, then Pok and Korthauk. It's possible that both of us will not still be around by the end of this." Sheeva sighs.
After a few moments, she continues. "These damn cultists. They think they can go around killing people and driving them out of their homes. They are mistaken. Deadly mistaken." Sheeva says, her eyes glowing red as only Drow eyes can.
"Let's get to shore and set up camp and head out after them first thing in the morning."